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Life and all its contents

are nothing but a

series of practiced lies

passed down.

Never forget?

What does it matter

if I forget the

half-truths taught to me

by my forebears?


the dream of

peace and happiness,

it's what we all want,


What would I do

without my

misery to keep me

company on those

long nights of

confusion and abandonment.

Lost to the wider world,

trapped inside this

quivering mess

they like to call a soul.

(edited 10:26am, sorry about the typo!)

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